Cherry in disguise
Bit by bit
A mysterious raison d'être builds up
In my heart
To wait for you,
Although I know
The lovely beeps in you
Have stopped calling.
You might say, 'So fool a heart!'
When you notice to carry
Each moment, too thwart
With stringing the laces,
The garland of Spanish cherry
Yet fragrance of thee idling.
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